Cold Fire

Never letting it show

Trying to keep it all under control

Angels and Demons scratching at the cage of my soul

So far and still nowhere

A life without care

A life I don’t know

 

Go to sleep and wake up exhausted

From dreams of possibility

From nightmares of nothingness

Consumed by the sentimentality

Of the forgotten savage

And all that was said

In the pursuit of shiny golden happiness

Yet lost to memory ravaged

 

By the blurring of reality

With the feeling of deja vu

As dreams come true

With a nightmare’s sensibility

In the days that pass

As nothing lasts

 

In the existence of the temporary

Coupled with the necessary

Only manic laughter prevails

As the beasts escape their cells

And being careful for what you wished for

Never stops you from wanting more

My Friend of Misery

Another sip of hope

Tasting whiskey bitter sweet

Wandering down the winding dark street

To find the ways and means to cope

 

I used to dream of such wondrous things

A love that would never die

A world left better than I found it

A place full of glorious things

And a open blue sky

Of sadness that I would forget

 

Now those dreams are gone

For in truth I was wrong to have them

This world is not ready wonders

Only nightmares it would seem

And in my blunders

I see the truth alone

 

That sometimes only the only wondrous thing to do is madness

Allow the sorrow of tomorrow to become personified

When hope fails and misery reigns

Let your wickedness be glorified

Regardless of the pains

It brings to others happiness

 

Be the friend of misery never had

Paradise

I’ve dreamed of paradise

I’ve stood outside it’s gates

Seen the perfect world therein

And known it was not for me

 

I create perfection

Not for me but for you

It’s all I shall ever do

For I am a monster

 

And in my paradise

There is no place for a serpent

Especially one who will never repent

Though this Eden be built is upon lies

 

It will stand long after I have turned to dust

Its gates will never rust

They will forever glitter with the shine of gold

For my soul I sold

For copper and silver to make them with

 

My craftsmanship is without doubt

And the ends justify my means

For there all is what it seems

And you know the happiness you deserve

sleeping awake

Waking up tired

For the mind knows no rest

Another day feeling life expired

Shouting to the night sky is this a test

Dreams forgotten upon the waken

With the thought of memory forsaken

For the hope of the absent thought I cannot bare

And truths I long to share

To a world that couldn’t nor wouldn’t care

For the storm brews in the air

A maelstrom of discontent

And hope turn malevolent

For without dreams

The world is left to nightmare screams